Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Bad was all the rage last week. But good had got a wicked beat. Good is the new bad. We can feel the mad love. Gimme more of. Bad is the new good. We can feel the mad love. I think that we should. Call it bad, call it good. Call it even if you could.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

Cruella de Vil had never wanted a child, she’d wanted a dog. So what could be better than turning her needy little brat into her very own pet wolf? But her darkest secret, the one she holds deepest in her heart, isn’t anything she’s done; she’s afraid of the monster she’s created.

When the cold wind's calling and the sky is clear and bright. Misty mountains sing and beckon, lead me out into the light. I will ride, I will flu chase the wind and touch the sky. I will fly, chase the wind and touch the sky.

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